I’ve always felt that if Wally the Wanker came back with his old, stupid and obnoxious trick, that I would out him. He came back. I considered outing him but have been quite distracted with important things like changing diapers and feeding tiny bits of chicken to Huxley. Meanwhile, blogger Ophelia Benson has spilled the beans, here.
I did not destroy Wally’s pathetic excuse for a blog, but he/they blamed me for it, and that’s how I got the nickname Teh Blogslayer. I did not out him today, Ophelia did. But Wally will probably blame me for that to. Or at least, I hope he does.
I’m not sure if this has been said anywhere yet (really, I’m busy) but the only reason Mooney, Benson, or Dan did not out him originally is because a few people (whom I suppose should remain nameless unless they want to talk) had reasonably good information that Wally was on the verge of suicide.
Whatever. Wally, welcome to the blogosphere. As you.